Friday, 27 February 2009

Cartographers delight (without sky rockets)...

Spacefaring Equadorian types rejoice, for the makers of black tablature bedecked with a quantity of white dottage (or without) have developed a treat in celebration of the high-altitude detailer of the Earth's surface (without additional paddy field optional extra).

But it's so weeny, you really, really have to look ever so close to see what it is...


Peery, peery..


Ah, that exquisite italalian dishery!


Poulet vouz! (a-ha!)

Take it now and eat it (a-ha!)
Pizza's what we get (a-ha!)
But in the morning you'll regreeeeet...

...Italian munchification leading to swollen belly* and ill fitting trews


* ESPECIALLY IF THE ITALIAN IS LUIGI, AND THE SAMPLING OF HIS "SPECIAL SAUSAGE" LED TO TEABAGGING OF THE MEATBALLS AND SHAGGERY IN THE SPAGHETTI BIN AMONGST THE RAGU AND CARBOURETTA SAUCE.